"The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference." Elie Wiesel said it the most brilliantly. I usually put it in a more brazen manner, "That asshole won't pay attention to me!" This is usually accompanied by drunken sobs. I'm sure I've gone on about how much break ups suck and also how badly I deal with them. Here we go again.
Obviously, drinking is not the answer. Drinking leads to calling people at 2 in the morning. I know this mostly stems from my lack of self control. Sometimes that leads to hooking up. Other times, I play drunken confessions and I tell the guy how much I love him, even though he just dumped me. There's where we get the indifference. I just poured out my heart and he just walks away. So then I end up drinking more. Vicious cycle.
Do not fuck your ex! It's bad enough you just told him you loved him. Casual sex does not turn into love, no matter how often he stays over or tells you how beautiful you look in the mornings. He skips work to fuck. It's nothing more. He knows how you feel, so he knows you won't say no. He's just horny. Look, I know he's a fantastic lay, but there are other fantastic lovers out there. I'm not saying go pick up some strange, but really, have some self respect and quit letting him walk all over you.
The obsessive behavior has got to stop. You can't plan a future with someone who doesn't care. So, he takes you out to eat and randomly talks to you about his dreams. So what? He dumped you. He doesn't want to be your boyfriend, much less have the white picket fence and grandkids together. Why does he get jealous of your guy friends? Doesn't matter. Quit talking to him and move on. Then again, there was some PDA going on while we were out shopping together the other day. That's totally a sign, right?
Shit, I think I just entered psychopath territory.
I'm pretty sure I said I was bad at this. I don't necessarily need an on-and-off boyfriend, so maybe it's good that he ignores me for days at a time.
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